Chapter 5 You would be my wife.

FIVE

Well it had been a week already and Ashton was visiting today. I was a bit nervous,truth be told and could not wait for him to finally arrive so we could get everything over and done with.

Mom ushered him in with a smile on her face asking him to take a seat. He had a cold look on his face and was as silent as a mouse.

He was staring at me sternly and it made me uncomfortable. A lot.

I stood up to greet him, wiping imaginary lines from the turquoise body hugging sequin dress which Mom forced me to wear. And then my expensive black pumps made me two inches taller than usual was already hurting my feet.

I wasn't used to stuffs like this. I always felt comfy in oversized clothing.

I contemplated on what to address him as. But judging from the fact that he and Olivia already had sex,they had to be a bit familiar right?

But he looked so intimidating!

And so ruggedly handsome in a way that made you confused and scared a bit too.

Olivia had slept with this man? Good heavens.

"We meet again,Ashton," I decided,trying to meet his cold stare.

"Hello to you too Olivia," he answered as he sat calmly on the sofa,not breaking eye contact.

Whew. He hadn't suspected a thing.

Yet.

"I see you finally decided to come back from wherever you disappeared to after running away with my money,"

I cleared my throat and sat down besides him,pressing my knees close together. "Well I uh.."

"Did you change your hair?" He suddenly asked,cutting me short.

"I uh.. well yes I did. I just wanted a new look you know?" I awkwardly played with the ends of my hair.I spent hours getting that hair styled and curled to perfection. He better like it!

"People would still recognize you, you know.The change in hair style, color and less makeup wouldn't make them forget you are the one in that leaked tape,"

I was suddenly at a loss for words but thank God Mom chimed in.

"It's an honor having you at our house,Mr Knight," she said with a warm smile."What do I offer you?"

"Nothing. Let's get straight to business," he darted his eyes from my mother to his briefcase he gently set on the table."But first,do you have the money or you're signing the contract? I believe your mother must have briefed you about my conditions,"

He was looking at me now.

With those piercing green eyes.

Being this close to him was... well I could not even explain what it was. But how could one human be so perfect?

His sense of style and sophistication suggested a deep understanding of fashion.

His blue tailored suit,designer watch,shoes that seemed to gleam with a mirror-like polish all looked impeccable.

And then his scent...

He smelled of amber and musk. It was a warm,sweet and earthy scent.

The type you would want to sniff.

And then his tanned skin looked as if he had just returned from a luxurious island vacation. A tattoo adorned the side of his neck, adding to his bad-boy charm. An earring on his left ear hinted at a bit of rebelliousness, and then those lips,looked so soft and had a natural pink tint to them.

He ran his hands through his hair briefly. It was well groomed,styled with precision.It was a rich, dark brown color that had a natural shine,curls and depth to it, with hints of lighter highlights that caught the light and added dimension.The type you'd love to play with.

I crossed my legs and uncrossed them again."Yeah of course,Mom told me everything. And yeah, I sorta lost your money so Um...I've decided to sign the contract."

"In that case,let's not waste any more of my time.I'm a very busy man," he said dryly as he began opening the brief case.

Mom and I exchanged looks and she got the hint she was supposed to leave.

"Well I'll leave you two to it," she said and excused herself.

He handed over to me some papers and I quickly started reading through.

So yes, the contract was supposed to last for a year and then our marriage would be null and void when we got divorced.

It was stated he would be giving Mom a million dollars and also forgetting about the debt I owed him.

A million dollars? Holy Christ.

Now Dad had that much to gamble?

Hell naw. I was going to make sure that money was used properly.

He was also going to help me take down my leaked tape and also come up with a lie to get the people off my case.

Okay that was nice so far.

But in return I had to agree to some rules.

It read:

1)Must act as a lovey dovey couple in front of my mother most especially and then everyone else to be convincing enough.

2) Declare a public engagement.

3)Never disrupt my sleep.

4) Respect my personal space and privacy. Don't touch any of my stuff without permission

5)No loud music around the house.

6) No guests over.

7) Be aware of my schedules and routines.

8) Share different rooms.

9)Mind blowing sex.

10) Must dress in only what I allow you wear.

11) Don't expect faithfulness from me.

12.) Do not cause any drama or fuss over any girl I bring over.

13) Attend every function or activity with me.

14) Do not fall in love with me.

PS: Don't worry about cooking and cleaning,I have maids for that.

I stared at the paper and then back at him.

I was waiting for him to laugh and declare it as a joke but instead he was giving me a very cold look that sent chills down my spine.

But wait a minute!

"These rules are ridiculous!" I said aloud with a frown.

"What are your issues with them?" He asked calmly, interlocking his fingers together.

"I am not your property. You cannot just expect me to do everything you say," I disagreed.

"Well you are my property because I am buying you off so you have no right to protest.Besides,I think those rules are fair enough. They are all doable aren't they?"

I scoffed."You've got to be kidding me.First of all why do we need a public engagement?"

"Because Mom wouldn't believe me if I did everything in secret. We need to make it public. Also, it is to your own benefit. Everyone would think of how you got me hooked and also not see you for the loose woman you are anymore. You should be thanking me,"

Who gave him the right to judge me like that? Well,Olivia wasn't actually the best but still.

"I'm sorry but you don't know me Ashton," I said in a quiet voice.

"I am not interested in knowing you,"

Ouch. Well, that was a mean thing to say.

I ignored him and continued,"What do you mean no guests over? So I shouldn't have a social life because of you? And why do I have to be aware of your schedules? I am not your personal assistant."

"But you would be my wife so it's important you know and also so you can stay out of my way.And yes,no guests over.I do not want strangers in my house,Olivia."

"Why must I dress in only what you allow me to wear?" I was asking again,my patience growing thin.

"I own one of the biggest fashion companies in the whole of Los Angeles, and as my wife you should look the part. Any more questions?"

"A few more actually," I continued.

ASHTON's POV

The moment I stepped into the house and my eyes fell on her,there was just something different. She looked different.

She was a stunning vision of beauty with her slender yet curvaceous figure, boasting a slim-thick build that made my eyes glued to her body.

Feminine and voluptuous.Perfection.

Well I had always known she was fucking sexy,it was what drew me to her in the first place.. Her havana brown hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, complementing her honey skin that glowed in the light.

Oh wait,was it the hair?

Last I remembered,Olivia was blonde. What? She dyed her hair or something? I had to admit that this one looked way better on her.

She had to be around 5 foot 7 inches,if her black pumps were included.

Hmm. Still short.

Her deep brown almond shaped eyes were captivating and seemed to hold a world of mystery within them. But what truly caught your attention were her lips, as red as rose petals, full,luscious and inviting.

I remembered kissing them .Only that it was filled with purple lipstick.

Oh yes,right. Maybe it was the makeup.

The only trace of makeup were her eyeliner that made her eyes pop.

Okay,less was actually more.

And then her jasmine scent.Sweet,exotic,alluring and seductive scent.

Did I mention she seemed different ? With the way she was asking a lot of questions and challenging me now actually got me a bit surprised. She stole from me. She shouldn't have the nerve to disagree.

Well a girl who had the audacity to steal from me could as well argue with me right?

It was interesting as I watched her complain about the rules on the paper.

When she was done blabbing,she was going to end up signing or give me back my four hundred thousand dollars right here and right now in cash.